Because when your world is being overrun by marauding aliens, who better to send to the front line than two highschoolers, a chain smoking degenerate from hell, a delusional asylum inmate with a denial complex and a SEVERE aversion to porridge, an out-of-work stuntman who can explode on command, and the soul of a madman grafted to a grimy bunny doll.

So Chiu is a colonel, but Philips is still just a corporal? Looks like you haven't been balancing your experience very well (tsk tsk)Rex looks like the sort of Support who focuses more on smoke bombs and cover fire than actually healing people : )And that Bunny guy... I certainly wouldn't want him to point a machine gun at me. Or any kind of gun. Or look at me.

This makes me want to draw some of the characters I had in the game. (Despite some of the customization limits the game had, I found my characters developing far more deeply (at least in my mind) than I would have expected from this sort of game.)

This are your beast candidates, the destiny of our planet andthe entire civilization is in your hands, (epic music), good luck comander, comander welcome to x com, this are our more veteran soldiers, we recluit them based in their life papers, (extremly long and complicated explanation about their pass,9 comander this candidates are the future of mankind, my first decicion as comander is less negotiate with the aliens, because we are dead

My team is almost exactly the same, only difference is that I have 2 snipers instead of 2 supports. But goddammit my main Sniper is awesome. The only person who's been with me longer is Gonzalez but Gonzalez can't get hit anything for his life. Several times that was almost true. Meanwhile Brian 'Drifter' Morris here has somewhere around 70-80 kills (haven't finished the game yet) with more than half of them being crits. Ironic thing is... my best killer is Canadian.